He's Off Again

A few days ago Dan got some interesting news. Word was spreading that his next that for the next rotation in training for his job they were thinking of sending people to different places other than their home offices. He also heard a rumor that they were planning on sending him to California for this rotation. As soon as he heard he gave me a call to tell me the news. I wasn't sure how long this rotation was going to last so I was thinking maybe they would sending him away until Thanksgiving. I was really wrong. This next rotation starts November 16th and goes until mid February. Well, yesterday he called again to confirm all these rumors, Yep, he will be living in California until then. I wish I could say that we'll make the most out of these next three weeks until he leaves but he had already been scheduled to be out of town up until the time he leaves. I know that there are a lot worse things that could happen but I also know that I will miss him a lot. It looks like I will get to doing most of the house hunting myself. That might be a good thing, I'll get to pick my favorites and then he'll help make the final decision. :) It's definitely going to be an interesting next few months but I am so glad for our little family and for all those who are there for us.

Death By Grass

This story begins the a few nights ago as I was crawling into bed to go to sleep. My allergies were bugging me a lot that day. As you may or may not know, I am allergic to everything, yes everything. When my Dr did the allergy test on my back about a month ago we found out that out of the 60 things the tested me for I was only NOT allergic to five types of molds. Everything else I was. Animals, trees, grasses ect . . . you get the picture. Anyway, back to the story. My allergies were bugging me a lot that day because Dan had spent the day coming in and out of the house while mowing the lawn. As I was laying there trying to sleep it just kept getting worse and worse. I would almost fall to sleep then would have trouble breathing and wake up in a panic. After a while I asked Dan if he showered after he mowed the lawn. He was mad that I would think he didn't and told me of course he did. I told him that I was sorry but my allergies were bugging me really bad so I thought I'd ask. Then I asked him where he put the clothes he was wearing and he said his shirt was in the hamper. The hamper is on my side of the room so I decided to move it out of the room just in case that was what was bugging me. Then he figured it out. He lifts up his pillow and pulls out the shorts he was wearing all day mowing the lawn. Why why why would you put those under your pillow I screamed at him. His lousy excuse was that he needed to finish the lawn tomorrow so he thought he'd wear the same shorts and didn't want to put them in the hamper. Apparently this makes sense in his mind but it only made me angry. Seriously why would you put a pair of dirty shorts under your pillow. The only thing I could come up with was that he was Dan, that's why. Well as soon as we got rid of the shorts I finally started breathing again and got some sleep. It's I good thing I love that guy because if I didn't, I don't know what I'd do with him.

My Piano Man

I'm buying Dan the sheet music to this song so that he can practice it and play it for me one day. I love this song. If nothing else, listen to the intro. I can't wait to hear Dan play it.

Welcome Home / Happy Birthday Dan

This post it a bit late. When Dan came home from Dallas on Jan 16th it was also his 30th birthday. I planned a surprise party for him that night to celebrate both. He was really surprised. I had told him that we were going to a wedding. Thank you every one for coming out to the party and for taking pictures for me.

Excuses, Excuses

In these past five months some of Dan's clothes have mysteriously disappeared. I'm not saying that I had anything to do with it but I'm trying to think of some excuses to give him when he comes home to find some of his clothes gone. I know, it seems weird especially because only the ones I didn't like were the ones that have gone. Here are the excuses that I've come up with so far.

A flood came and managed to only hit your half of the closet.

We were robbed by homeless men.

I sold them for grocery money.

The 1980's stopped by and wanted their clothes back. (If you know Dan this one might just work)

I couldn't bare to see them hanging there in the closet. It made me miss you too much.

My boyfriend borrowed them. (hmm, probably not the best excuse, might be cause for more explaining . . .)

I used them to clothe an army of scarecrow men that headed off to battle.

What? I thought you only had four shirts when you left??

Are you sure you didn't take them to Dallas and forget to bring them home?

And finally . . .

You've been in Dallas for the past five months?? I wonder who that guy was living here wearing all of your clothes??

ONE MORE WEEK!!

I am happy to announce that my husband will be home from Dallas in one more week. I also must mention that he will be flying home on his 30th birthday.

It's been a long 5 1/2 months and we are so proud of everything that Dan has done and continues to do for our little family. I don't know how I would have gotten through it without my family so close. They've helped my over and over again with things. I appreciate everything they've done for me. I'm very excited to have Dan home again, although there may be a few adjustments to living with someone else again for the both of us. It seems just like yesterday that we were driving home from Lagoon on some idle Saturday when we got the call telling Dan that he was not just going to training for two weeks in Washington DC (yes, that is what the initial training was going to be) but that immediately after he would fly to Dallas and stay there for another five months. This call came in two weeks before he was supposed to leave to DC. I still remember feeling completely shocked and stressed in that moment. Not only was he leaving the first week of August but Emma was starting her first day of kindergarten. I felt sad that he missed it, and for all of the little things he's missed being so far away from these sweet girls. That's why I'm grateful for this blog. He can keep up on what's going on over here while he's so far away. He makes sure to call us at least three times a day. I appreciate every call I get from him and I know he understands when I only have a couple seconds to talk because I'm in the middle of working and my other line is ringing and one of the kids is tugging at my side.

It's amazing how much you miss just having someone there. Not always to talk to or to help you out, but just that presence. When your alone and get sick no one is there to come in to find you laying on your bed and ask you what's wrong and put their hand on your back. When you've had a stressful day and are at your wits end there is no one there to vent to just to feel better. When you've been running errands all day and come in the house carrying a kid, a bag of stuff and paperwork and drop it all over the floor there is no one to run over and offer to help pick something up (even though I will just tell him I got it). No one to come home and tell you that you look pretty even though you know it's not true because you've been working from home, grocery shopping, bringing kids to and from school and trying to keep the house in order and realize it's 5:00 and you haven't even gotten out of your PJ's yet.


I miss my husband. I miss teasing him just to make him laugh. I miss throwing his pillow off the bed just before he lies down in bed just to watch him have to get back out of bed and to retrieve it. I miss having someone to chat with while I lay in the bathtub. (It's ok, we're married ;) I miss having the same weekly argument about what he's wearing to work, usually that tan and tan don't go together. I can't wait to have him home again. Daniel I love you!! Thank you for all you do!!